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Please, please, don't you get out, Miss?
It's real. It was a horrible dream.
You want a second milk, else it's beautiful.
It's all right, I'll tell you.
You're late, Sarah.
I'm sorry, Miss Minchin.
Don't let him occur again.
And in future, you will address me as mum.
Well?
Yes, mum.
Now, we will begin your duties by helping with the younger children,
see that they behave and do not waste their food.
Lottie has already upset her milk.
Yes, mum.
Come along, everyone.
Is it true, Mama?
I'm not really born out.
Oh, it's better.
Oh, yes.
No, beggars have nowhere to live.
At least I have a room with my own.
Are you?
Yes.
Is it nice? Can I come and see it?
I don't think that would be a very good idea.
Why not?
Miss Minchin wouldn't approve.
She can't stop me.
You're my mum, mum.
Lottie, not anymore.
You don't really want to call them ideas.
I want nine.
I don't like this.
Ah, my God.
Neither do I.
Why, you are it, then.
Don't ask so many questions. Get on with your breakfast.
Yes, come on.
You will no longer associate with the other pupils.
When you are not helping the younger children with their revision,
you will lead a separate life, one more suited to your change circumstances.
Is that clear?
Yes, mum.
And you will not behave like an ill-used heroine.
I do not want my girls writing to their parents that you have been badly treated.
Because you are not being managed, really.
I have given you a hope.
That is a great deal more than you have any writer to expect.
Thank you.
During the rest of the day, you will be at Cook's disposal.
In the evening, when you have finished your household duties, quietly in the corridor,
you may concentrate on your education.
Take whatever books you require and study them in the privacy of your family.
You will be at the privacy of your room away from the other girls.
Still, they are a word of thanks.
Thank you, mum.
That's better.
Now go down to the kitchen and see what Cook wants you to do.
Oh, well, well.
Not much of a princess now, are we?
So did you, R.B.
Never mind. If you work out, you can buy another one next week.
There are teeth around here.
It is just like her dad, so I lost my dad when I was seven and good-ridden, too drunk and rude.
Right. You can start by scrubbing this floor.
Oh, sorry to spoil them, Lily White.
And you always loved it.
Now you remember the working classes you can forget about looking pretty.
Come on. Through here.
Like it's under the sink.
Where's Mum?
Mum, I didn't say Mum, but Lord did I.
I said, scrub it with a brush.
That needs to get down on your hands and knees.
No, you won't leave her alone. She's got to learn something.
Right now. What a soap, Lacey.
No.
You got the doll's kitchen now?
Take a proper end, for her to keep working on a nice little of it.
Come on, now. Back in there. Come on, we haven't got all day.
We've got Brits alike.
Start here.
Sarah, you black-naked shoes yet.
Take her home. I'll get up to Miss Levenie's room.
Still that great to play that, get you know?
Look at the Brits, and Rietta.
You ain't half as sorry your kindness.
I'm sorry.
What?
You don't think Cook's driving Sarah a little too hard, do you?
No, I don't.
The son of the child learns what expected her.
You don't think she's expecting a little too much?
I mean, she is only in Levenie.
Amelia, do you know how much Captain Crue odours, with the birthday gifts to the party, the hire of the pony and carriage?
Somewhere in excess of 260 pounds on top of which I have received a letter, a solicitous letter, informing me.
But since I engaged Mariette, I am legally responsible for her wages till the end of term, which amounts to another 20.
Yeah, but that is hardly her form.
Of course it is.
She has that ridiculous expensive teeth.
But it wasn't her. It was just that her father indulged herself.
Exactly. And the sins of the father should be visited on the children.
Oh, that is God's prerogative. Not ours.
Amelia, how else are we to pay off that debt?
I'm not saying that she shouldn't work, just that the regime should be a little less harsh.
Well, but you may become a little less harsh as she grows older.
At the moment, she is merely saving us the wages of a maid of all work.
In time, she begins to teach the older children she will save us the wages of an instructor.
Then and only then will her duties become less arduous.
Cheryl! Sarah? Yes.
How are you?
I haven't had time to think about it.
How are you? I really will.
Good. Are you?
Are you? Very unhappy.
You mean scrubbing floors all day?
Carrying cold buckets up the stairs, peeling potatoes.
How could I possibly be unhappy?
Hello, Mr. Rat.
Do you know something?
I'm glad to see you.
I never thought I'd be glad to see you, Rat.
Pray.
I'm glad to see you.
I'm glad to see you.
I'm glad to see you.
I never thought I'd be glad to see you, Rat.
Pray.
Christmas in the Bastille used to make friends with rats.
Why don't I make friends with you?
My name's Sarah.
And your name is?
Let's see now. What shall I call you?
You look like a king, Rat.
So I shall give you a kingly sort of name.
I know.
Melchizedek.
He must have been a kind king because he gave Abraham some bread and wine.
Perhaps you're hungry in thirsty now, Melchizedek.
I'm afraid I haven't got any wine, but I've got some bread.
If you've come here, I'll share it with you.
I'll share it with you.
I'll share it with you.
I see.
Even you don't want to talk to me.
Even you don't want to be friends.
We'll see if I care.
I don't know who you spoke, is it, I don't care.
No one wants to be friends with you and your poor.
Don't!
I'll go!
Dolly!
I'm Solly.
This must be very painful for you.
Yes, Colonel Solly.
For me too.
Your master wasn't just my junior officer.
He was my friend.
I know.
I still don't understand it.
I thought he was a man of means, but it seems he owed money all over the place.
I had to pay his mess bill out of my own pocket.
Froupe!
John!
John!
John!
Who has bought all these things?
I had no idea.
I had a message from a bank in Delhi.
A gentleman who wished to remain anonymous, offered to touch you.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
I'm sorry.
A gentleman who wished to remain anonymous, offered to touch you.
So all the captains attacked.
So, may I ask me to have them valued and put them in the storage?
I'll accept this.
Golly?
He wants to take her back to England with him.
She used to be sent straight to the docks in Bombay.
That is very strange.
What?
Well, that he should know the captain possessed such a statue.
Yes.
So, yes, she's been here, isn't it?
Well, anyway, his money's a godsend.
It'll settle all your master's debts.
I hope he is a good man.
Otherwise, Golly will destroy him.
Oh, God.
No, Doctor.
Not in the mainson.
Not mainson.
But you said the family was in it with me.
I said most words ending with any off-family.
But some words that don't end with any off-family too.
Hey, French.
You'll like it when you get used to it.
I can because she'll ever get used to it.
Why are French people speak English?
Some of them can.
Well, then what's the point about selling French?
It's a beautiful language.
It's so confusing.
At first, perhaps.
But it gets easier.
How did you learn it?
My mum was French.
You've been before she went to heaven.
Yes.
That must mean I've got a French grandma.
No, Lottie. I told you.
I'm not your mum-ar anymore.
I don't mind if you're poor, and I want to see you on your room.
You wouldn't like it.
Why not?
It's right at the top of the house, and it's...
You should want a cold, and damn it.
But that's a skivvy's room.
And I know that you're real skivvy.
Oh, yes, she is Lottie.
She tried to hide it by wearing all those expensive clothes,
but she was always a real skivvy underneath.
Now, how are we?
The mamé's on the house is big.
But my room is small.
And damn, and cold.
I was going to try to plate that few.
Or ask her to tell you one of her stores.
Once upon a time, there was a little princess.
And if she wasn't a real princess,
she was just a beggar girl who wandered into the palace by mistake.
Ha-ha-ha.
Hold me up, hold!
Hold me up, hold!
Hold me up, hold!
Hold me up, hold me up!
Hold me up, hold me up!
Take your blood, wait, hold me.
I'll talk about the baby, sir.
What about the nice water, sir?
Take your blood!
Whoa!
This is the funny man!
Hey, come on!
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
I'm going to go.
Go.
It's January, August.
August is the Thursday, February legislature.
On January 3.
EsoINA.
Jonny, don't you think so?
acon.
Call up?
Yaughty.
What are you doing?
You should Chloe here.
Emma, did you see what you did?
But now you've seen it.
You better go back down the stairs
where I should get to the trouble.
You're right.
Edith colden dumped.
It's not so bad.
There's a nice view from the window that was just looking at it.
You can see all sorts of interesting things.
What sorts of things?
Roof tops?
The chimneys and the smoke curling up into the sky.
Sparrows hopping about and talking to each other.
Out of windows belonging to other houses.
You can see any of those things from my other room.
Can I see?
Really look me up so I can see.
Alright.
That'd be very quiet.
Oh yes it is a nice view.
You see that window?
Yes.
That's the attic belonging to the next house.
The empty house?
The one that's for sale?
Yes.
But I pretend that another girl lives there.
A beautiful French princess.
And her father and mother, the king and queen,
have just been sent to the guillotine.
What's that?
A sort of mechanical axe that chops people's heads off.
Oh.
I shouldn't like to be sent there.
So she's in great danger.
You both are.
Because we're a threat to the king's enemies.
You mean you might have your hair chopped off?
They might come for us any day now.
But there's just one hope.
A handsome soldier called D'Artagnon.
He and his musketeers allore to the crown you see.
I know they're making plans to rescue me.
Look at that bird over there.
I've read some grounds for him.
I've got some bread.
I was saving it for myself.
But one ought to share things with visitors.
He hasn't seemed to be hungry.
Wait.
It's just not used to people.
It's wondering whether it's safe.
Come on, Mrs. Barrow.
He'll be frightened there.
Now that he knows we're here,
he'll probably come back with all his friends.
There we go.
tomato crunchy food
hot gasps
caramel
so
run
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
I'm going to get a little bit of water.
Into the natural part, I'm going to get a little bit of water.
You're going to get a little bit of water now.
I am going to...
How nice of you to drop in your biners.
I am so quick. They dropped in so far.
Excuses, excuses.
Do you think the drus Heard us this?
Listen to my excuses.
Supper for his little biners.
Come on, old bet.
Sugar, tea, sultanas, cheese.
Where's the parsley?
That wasn't on the left.
I can't serve boiled potatoes without parsley.
You'll have to go back to the green posters.
But it's nearly closing time.
Then you'll have to get a move on them, won't you?
Go on.
Oh, here you go.
Go on!
Put other bridbers aside all of them.
Hahaha!
J.A.
Give him up!
For I'll never!
Oof!
What a sight!
I hope you didn't tell anyone who was from this establishment.
Find advertisement and must say.
Okay, well, don't just stand there, you know my floor.
Where's the parsley?
I was too late.
They were closed.
Too late?
What'd you do?
Stop d'orging yourself in your ballgame, I suppose.
Get those upstairs.
All right.
You too late for supper at all.
But it wasn't my fault cooked my mouth away.
Don't give me no more of your excuses or I'll give you a good idea.
You're not having any more supper and that's that...
You'll just have some bread.
No, you can't.
Didn't they teach you the Bible in India?
To them that hath not shall be taken away.
You hath not the parsley.
Therefore I'm taking away your supper.
Now get out of my kitchen.
Get out!
Oh, miss!
Whatever happens.
Everyone laughed, Becky.
They're fell down in the street and no one tried to help me off.
They just laughed.
Oh no.
I got knocked over by cab once and the tossing side foot was grateful.
Look at me.
What?
The people could be so cruel.
Oh.
Oh, thank God.
Hello, Sarah.
It's all right.
I made sure no one saw me.
What do you want me to talk to you?
I've been so miserable.
You've been miserable.
You're my only friend.
And when I meet you in the passage, you take me like...
Like a stranger.
Don't you like me anymore?
Scabies can't afford like some dislikes.
They have to keep away from the pews in case they can town it.
Oh, don't you, Shirley.
We don't have to take any nosy-phemies, maybe, too.
Don't we?
No.
I'm going to take the risk.
If you are.
You mean, you're willing to risk being set to your room against my answer right.
You expect me to risk being turned out into the street.
So, you won't stop being friends?
I thought we had to stop.
There's not the answer.
You don't want me to come and see you I won't.
It's not what I want, Herr and God.
What's best for you?
For me?
If you look in your jeffy find out, they'll make you even more miserable.
At least I won't be lonely.
I don't have someone in this place cared for me.
That is...
If you still care.
Oh, God, I'm a poor psycho.
It's just that...
I've seen so many people change lately.
I thought you might have changed, too.
And I thought at least you who changed.
I have.
Oh.
I don't trust people anymore.
You trust me, though.
And Emily.
Emily's not a person.
She never feels anything because she hasn't a heart.
And she can't think because her head's full of sawdust.
She's nothing.
But a stupid doll.
I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
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I'm not a person.
I'm not a person.
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